@bizmail_public Captian Falkyn
@micaela
@jlw Everest Fullerton
@Slaal Slaal
@davide405 Natasha Fatale
@Old Zaphod Tiberius Skywalker
@PromptedInk Sorbet Wooster
@messana Lazlo ‘Scuttle’ Deepwalke
@greenglyph Dexter Stokastikos
@Demiurgus Null Set “()” O’Connor
& assorted other alliances:
Gentle-folk, antlered-creatures, fellow captains and carapace-posessors (these categories are not mutually exclusive, although I would be surprised to see all 4 on one personage at once):
You know me from my missions, perhaps we have shared a comradely talk, or the smoke of fellowship.
None of you has yet to call on me for aid, aid that I would not be remiss in yeilding!
Yet it is my time to ask help of you. I find myself in a… situation where I require perhaps a few more StarBits than I currently possesses. I can offer good terms, comfy magnetic boots (although somewhat dusted with pollen, hope you’re not allergic) as collateral, guaranteed repayment*, and perhaps a few kilos of lightly-chewed calming-wax, some immature-grubs that will grow into a loving crew-member, or a few tales for you to tell as your own, with suggestions for modifications and enhancements.
Is there any amongst us who could front b80.0 upon such terms?
I remain, humbly &c,
Savaric Tubertus Wynkn Basiliscos Leontios Palaeologus al Wathiq (Captain).
[L’abeille de la cosmos, c’est moi]
* A space-bee always pays his or her debts.
And who are you, the proud Queen said, that I must bow so low? Only a bee of a different hive, that's all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of black, a bee still has a stinger, And mine is long and sharp, my Queen, as long and sharp as yours. And so she spoke, and so she spoke, that Queen of Castamere, But now the space-rains weep o'er her hive, with no one there to hear. Yes now the rains weep o'er her hive, and not a grub to hear.
To bee honest, I don’t think that ditty has anything to do with debt repayment. But it does have a lovely ring to it, does it not?
